Realising that Ellen is not going to try to chat up Cathy and that the R.A. probably won’t go for the party idea, you volunteer for the only other proposal on the table.
“Okay, okay,” you say, “I’ll try to flirt with her. But what if she doesn’t go for it?”
“She doesn’t have to,” assured Amy. “Just keep her in her room long enough for us to get your bags upstairs.”
“What if she does go for it?” you ask, slightly worried.
“Then we know she isn’t a lesbian,” Amy responded brightly, “and you can keep her occupied all afternoon. Which is good news for us.”
So now you find yourself outside Cathy’s room, seriously regretting your earlier enthusiasm. The girls are waiting for the all clear – in other words, for you to be invited into the RA’s room – so that they can go downstairs and get your stuff.
You knock on the door. A conservatively dressed young woman with bleached blonde hair opens it and frowns at you.
“Yes?” she inquires, suspiciously?
“Uh… hi… yeah. I’m Sc… Simon. And I’m the uh… state representative of the RA’s Assembly er… Assembly. Um… we bring together student representatives from all the different colleges for a state forum. And I wanted to invite you to join that forum.”
Cathy seems sceptical. You flash her your most winning smile, hoping to warm through the Ice Queen façade.
“May I come in?” you ask and I can give you the details.”
“You know we’re not supposed to have boys in our rooms,” she retorts. “That would compromise my authority with the other girls.”
“Ah… yes. That’s why I came during visiting hours. And this is strictly business.”
You can almost see the cogs going round in her mind. Will she buy your frankly ill-rehearsed story? Will she send you packing? As she leans against the still only partially open door, she seems to be checking you out in more ways than one. Maybe she’s not the lesbo bitch that Ellen makes her out to be.
You check her out also and realise that beneath the conservative dress is a shapely body and beneath the haughty rich-bitch exterior is… what?
Cathy appears to come to a decision and you prepare to be blown off or have to bluff further. |